Composed by: Harry McClintock (disputed)
One evening as the sun went down and the circus it was over,
The tent came down, and the funny old clown said, “Boys, I’m now in clover.”
I headed for a land that's far away beside the popcorn fountain.
Now I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, there's a land that's bright and fair...
Where the doughnuts grow on bushes and there's lots of cookies there...
Where the dogs and cats are happy, and the sun shines everyday...
Where there's birds and bees in the bubble-gum trees by the lemonade springs,
And the whippoorwill sings in the Big Rock Candy Mountain.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, the houses are built on blocks,
And the little streams of soda pop come trickling down the rocks.
The soldiers there are made of lead, and they are very brave.
There's a lake of stew and ice cream too.
You can paddle all around in a paper canoe...
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, the frogs have wooden legs,
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth, and the hens lay hard-boiled eggs.
There's chocolate pie in all the trees and jam in all the lakes.
Well I'm gonna go where the wind don't blow. There's a big free show,
And there's candy snow in the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Jealous heart, oh jealous heart, stop beating
Can't you see the damage you have done?
You have driven her away, forever
Jealous heart, now I'm the lonely one
I was part of everything she planned for
And I know she loved me at the start
Now she hates the sight of all I stand for
All because of you, oh jealous heart
Jealous heart, why did I let you rule me
When I knew the end would bring me pain
Now she's gone, she's gone and found another
Oh, I'll never see my love again
Through the years here memory will haunt me
Even though we're many miles apart
It's so hard to know she'll never want me
'Cause she heard your beating jealous heart
Many times I trusted you to guide me
But your guiding only brought me tears
Why, oh why, must I have you inside me
What makes a man to wander
What makes a man to roam?
What makes a man leave bed and board
And turn his back on home?
Ride away (Ride away), ride away (ride away), ride away
Now, a man will search for fortune
Of silver and of gold
The silver he finds in his hair
While a weary heart grows old
Ride away , ride away , ride away
The snow is deep and oh, so white
The winds they howl and moan
Fire cooks a man his buffalo meat
But his lonely heart won't warm
Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
It's a whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all
It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
If the hard times don't kill me, I'll lay down and die
I'll tune up my fiddle and I 'll rosin my bow
I'll make myself welcome, wherever I go
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Beefsteak when I'm hungry red liquor when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and religion when I die
They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own
All them that don't like me, can leave me alone
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum
Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none
But if I get boozey, my whiskey's my own
And them that don't like me, can leave me alone
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck
But the ocean ain't whiskey and I ain't a duck
So we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If the whiskey don't kill me, I'll live till I die
My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand
I'm leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter her door
It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die
Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
I'll buy my own whiskey, I'll make my own stew
If I get drunk, madam, it's nothing to you
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
I'll drink my own whiskey, I'll drink my own wine
Some ten thousand bottles I've killed in my time
I've no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl
The best way of living is no wife at all
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone
I'm as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone
You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense
'Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you're no friend to me
Olé, a cangachero, your band it's for Brazil
Olé, he is bandit, the band it's for Brazil
I'm the quickest on the trigger, when I shoot I shoot to kill
I'm a hero down in Rio, where they talk about me still
Once I robbed a big ranchero, who was rich beyond compare
And to ransom held his daughter, she was young and she was fair
Olé, a cangachero, your band it's for Brazil
Olé, he is bandit, the band it's for Brazil
She was sweet and she was tender, there was love light in her eyes
In my arms she soon surrendered, very much to my surprise
I refused her father's ransom and I kept the greater prize
Now at night we ride together 'neath the blue Brazilian sky
Adios, your band it's for Brazil
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Lily Bell, oh, Lily Bell,
Though I may have done some foolin, this is why I never
fell
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Mary Ann, oh, Mary Ann
Though I've done some moonlight walking this is why I
up and ran
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Sally Jane, oh, Sally Jane
Though I'd love to stay forever this is why I can't
remain
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Bessy Lou, oh, Bessy Lou
Though we’ve done a heap of dreamin' this is why it
won't come true
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
There was blood on the saddle and blood all around
And a great big puddle of blood on the ground
A cowboy lay in it all covered with gore
And he never will ride any broncos no more
Oh, pity the cowboy, all bloody and red
For the bronco fell on him and bashed in his head
There was blood on the saddle and blood all around
Now Pecos Bill was quite a cowboy down in Texas
Why, he's the Western Superman to say the least
He was the roughest, toughest critter, never known to
be a quitter
'Cause he never had no fear of man nor beast
So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo
Now once a band of rustlers stole a herd of cattle
But they didn't know the herd they stole was Bill's
And when he caught them crooked villains
Pecos knocked out all their fillings
That's the reason why there's gold them thar hills
So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo
Pecos lost his way while traveling on the desert
(Water, water, water...)
It was ninety miles across the burning sand (Water,
water, water...)
He knew he'd never reach the border (Water...)
If he didn't get some water (Water...)
So he got a stick and dug the Rio Grande
(Yodeling)
While a tribe of painted Indians did a wardance
Pecos started shooting up their little game
He gave those redskins such a shakeup
That they jumped out of their makeup
That's how the Painted Desert got it's name
So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo
While reclining on a cloud high over Texas
With his guns he made the stars evaporate
Then Pecos saw them stars declining
So he left one brightly shining
As the emblem of the Lone Star Texas State
So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo
So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
Do not forsake me, oh my darling
On this our wedding day
Do not forsake me, oh my darling
Wait, wait along
I do not know what fate awaits me
I only know I must be brave
For I must face a man who hates me
Or die a coward, a craven coward
Or die a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn twixt love and duty
Supposin' I love my fair haired beauty
Look at that big hand movin' round
Nearin' high noon
He made a vow while in state prison
Said it would be my life or hisn'
I'm not afraid to die but oh
What will I do if you leave me?
Do not forsake me, oh my darling
You make that promise as a bride
Do not forsake me, oh my darling
Although you're grievin', don't think of leavin'
Not while I need you by my side
Wait along, wait along
Everyone knows that you're untrue,
Honey you and me are through,
You two timed me one time too often,
I'm so tired of your abuse,
Guess I'd better turn you loose,
You two timed me one time too often.
Nothing you can say or do,
Will make me change my mind,
I found out the hard way,
That a man in love is always blind,
I woke up and now I see,
You've been playing games with me,
You two timed me one time to often.
I'll go find somebody new,
You'll regret it when I do,
You two timed me one time too often,
All you did was take my heart,
Make it ache and break apart.
You two timed me one time too often.
There's no use to stand around,
And say you're sorry now,
I'm no good at playing that,
Old second fiddle anyhow,
It's too late too make amends,
This is where our courtin' ends,
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Lily Bell, oh, Lily Bell,
Though I may have done some foolin, this is why I never
will
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Mary Ann, oh, Mary Ann
Though I've done some moonlight walking this is why I
up and went
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Sally Jane, oh, Sally Jane
Though I'd love to stay forever this is why I can't
remain
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Oh, Bessy Lou, oh, Bessy Lou
Though we’ve done a heap of dreamin' this is why it
won't come true
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, 'Away, too glad, you're single'
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
(CHORUS)
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound
Of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wandering ways
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
Oh, I met a girl in a border town
I vowed we'd never part
Though I tried his best to settle down
She's now alone with a broken heart
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
The next of kin to the wayward wind
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our pathways awhile
CHORUS:
Come and sit by my side, if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true
I've been thinking a long time, my darling
Of the sweet words you never would say
Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish
For they say you are gong away
Do you think of the valley you're leaving
O how lonely and how dreary it will be
And do you think of the kind hearts you're breaking
And the pain you are causing to me
CHORUS
They will bury me where you have wandered
Near the hills where the daffodils grow
When you're gone from the Red River Valley
For I can't live without you I know
O bury me not on the lone prairie."
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of the youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close of day.
He had wasted and pined 'til o'er his brow
Death's shades were slowly gathering now
He thought of home and loved ones nigh,
As the cowboys gathered to see him die.
"O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where coyotes howl and the wind blows free
In a narrow grave just six by three—
O bury me not on the lone prairie"
"It matters not, I've been told,
Where the body lies when the heart grows cold
Yet grant, o grant, this wish to me
O bury me not on the lone prairie."
"I've always wished to be laid when I died
In a little churchyard on the green hillside
By my father's grave, there let me be,
O bury me not on the lone prairie."
"I wish to lie where a mother's prayer
And a sister's tear will mingle there.
Where friends can come and weep o'er me.
O bury me not on the lone prairie."
"For there's another whose tears will shed.
For the one who lies in a prairie bed.
It breaks me heart to think of her now,
She has curled these locks, she has kissed this brow."
"O bury me not..." And his voice failed there.
But they took no heed to his dying prayer.
In a narrow grave, just six by three
They buried him there on the lone prairie.
And the cowboys now as they roam the plain,
For they marked the spot where his bones were lain,
Fling a handful o' roses o'er his grave
I? ll walk just beyond the moon then i? ll stop and wait for you
(recitation)
My mother and my father were in love for 50 years
So when dad died we wondered why my mother shed no tears
We asked her once about it but she wouldn? t tell us why
Instead she? d walk outside each night and smile up at the sky
Then just before she left us she called us to her side?
She told us what my father said to her just before he died
I remember when you said you? d never leave me
Through these golden years i? ve kept the same vow too
But now that i am going please don? t leave me
I? ll walk just beyond the moon then i? ll stop and wait for you
(chorus 1)
You can look up every night and you? ll see me light the light
Where i? ll watch for you to join me someday soon
We? ll go lookin through the stars for the heaven that is ours
And i know we? ll find it soon somewhere just beyond the moon
I? ll walk just beyond the moon then i? ll stop and wait for you
(chorus 2)
I? ll just sit there by a star and i? ll watch you from afar
Til i see you walking toward me someday soon
Then together hand in hand we? ll find our promised land
And we? ll settle down forever darlin? just beyond the moon
There's a new moon over my shoulder
And an old love, still in my heart
I remember, now that I'm older
What you told me, the day we had to part
You promised, with the new moon
You'd be coming back to me
But many moons have passed since then
I'm waiting patiently
There's a new moon over my shoulder
And an old love, still in my heart
There's a new moon over my shoulder
And an old love, still in my heart
Now I'm wishing I had been bolder
Then perhaps, we would not be so far apart
You promised you would write me
But so far, there's not a line
But still I wait and make believe
That someday, you'll be mine
There's a new moon over my shoulder
And an old love, still in my heart
And so I keep on praying
For your safe return someday
And that we'll be the same sweethearts
As when you went away
There's a new moon over my shoulder
I was snappin out broncs at the Old Flyin' U
At fourty a month a plum good buckaroo
Well, the boss comes around and he says,
"Hey, my lad, well you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad."
You see, I ain't got no more outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a ticket and I'll give you a stake.
At ridin' them bad ones, well, you ain't slow
And you might do some good at the big rodeo.
While they're puttin' the bull in the chute
I'm a strappin' my spurs to the heels of my boots
I looks that bull over and to my suprise
Well, he's a foot and a half in between his two eyes
On top of his shoulders he's got a big hump
I cinch's my riggin' just back of that lump
I latch in his middle and I lets out a scream
He comes out with a beller and the rest is a dream.
Well he jumps to the left and he lands towards the right
But I ain't no green horn - I'm still sittin' tight
The dust starts to foggin' right out of his skin
He's a wavin' them horns right under my chin
At sunnin' his belly he couldn't be beat
He's showin' the buzzards the soles of his feet
He's a dippin' so low that my boots filled with dirt
He's a makin' a whip of the tail of my shirt.
He's snappin' the buttons right off of my clothes
He's a buckin' and a bawlin' and a blowin' his nose
The crowd starts to cheerin' both me and that bull
Well, he needed no help, but I had my hands full
Then he went to fence rowin' and a weavin behind
My head went poppin' - I sorta went blind
He starts in high divin' - I lets out a groan
We went up together, but he come back alone.
Up high I turns over and below I can see
He's a pawin' up dirt just a waitin' for me
I can picture a grave and a big slab of wood
Sayin', "Here lies a twister who thought he was good."
I notice this somethin' don't seem can be true
But the brand on his hip was a big Flyin' U
When I landed he charged, but I got enough sense
So I ran that old bull to the hole in the fence.
I dives through that hole and I want you to know
I ain't goin' back to no big rodeo
At a straddlin' them brahmas you can bet I'm all through
Come along, boys, and listen to my tale
Tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
On a ten-dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle
I'm a going to punch in Texas cattle
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
I'm up in the morning before daylight
Before I sleep the moon shines bright
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay.
Oh, it's bacon and beans most every day
We'll soon be eating this prairie hay
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
With my seat in the saddle and my hand on the horn
I'm the best cowpuncher that ever was born
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
No chaps, no slicker, and it's pourin' down rain
I swear I'll never night herd again
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
A stray in the herd and the boss said, 'Kill it'
So I shot it in the rump with the handle of a skillet
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
I went to the boss to draw my roll
And he had me figured out, nine dollars in the hole
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
Me and my boss we had a little spat
So I hit him in the face with my ten gallon hat
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
I'm going to sell my horse, going to sell my saddle
'Cause I'm tired of punching these Longhorn cattle
Come a ti yi yippy, come a tee yi yay, ti yi yippy yi yay
With my knees in the saddle and seat in the sky
I'll quit punchin' cows in the sweet by and by
I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid
I'll sing of the desperate deeds that he did
Out in New Mexico long time ago
When a man's only chance was his own forty-four
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
Way out in the West with a gun in his hand
At the age of twelve years, he killed his first man
Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing
A song about Billy, their boy bandit king
Who ere his young man-hood had reached its sad end
Had a notch on his pistol for twenty-one men
'Twas on the same night, when poor Billy died
He said to his friends, 'I am not satisfied
Twenty-one men I have put bullets through
Sheriff Pat Garrett must make twenty-two'
Now this is how Billy the Kid met his fate
The bright moon was shining, the hour was late
Shot down by Pat Garrett, who once was his friend
The young outlaw's life had now come to its end
There's many a man with a face fine and fair
Who starts out in life with a chance to be square
But just like poor Billy, he wanders astray
It was a stylish congregation you could see they'd been around
And they had the biggest pipe organ of any church in town
But over in the Amen Corner of that church sat Brother Ayer
And he insisted every Sunday on singing in the choir.
His voice was cracked and broken age had touched his vocal chords
And nearly every Sunday he'd get behind and miss the words
Well, the choir got so flustered the church was told in fine
That Brother Ayer must stop his singing or the choir was going to resign.
So the pastor appointed a committee. I think it was three or four
And they got in their big fine cars and drove up to Ayer's door
They find the choir's great trouble sittin' there in an old arm chair
And the summer's golden sunbeams lay upon his snow white hair.
Said York we're here dear Brother with the vestries approbation
To discuss a little matter that affects the congregation
Now it seems that your voice has interfered with the choir
So if you'll just lay out are you listening Brother Ayer.
The old man raised his head a sign that he had hear
And on his cheek the three men caught the glitter of a tear
His feeble hands pushed back the locks as white as silky snow
And he answered the committee in a voice both soft and low.
I wonder if beyond the tide that's breaking at my feet
In that far off heavenly temple where my Master and I shall meet
Yes, I wonder if when I try to sing the song of God up higher
I wonder if they'll kick me out of there for singing in heaven's choir.
A silence filled the little room and the old man bowed his head
The committee went on back to town but Brother Ayer was dead
The choir missed him for awhile but he was soon forgotten
A few church goers watched the door but the old man entered not.
Far away his voice is sweet and he sings his heart desire
Where are there no church committees and no fashionable choirs.
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
Whisper you'll always think of me
Though our love is all in vain
In my heart you still remain
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
I met an Indian maiden
Many moons ago
And this miss gave me a kiss
Then called me her beau
I'd have a night she told me
Soon we'd say goodbye
Then one day she rode away
A teardrop in her eye
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
Whisper you'll always think of me
Though our love is all in vain
In my heart you still remain
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
I met an Indian maiden
Many moons ago
And this miss gave me a kiss
Then called me her beau
I'd have a night she told me
Soon we'd say goodbye
Then one day she rode away
A teardrop in her eye
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
Whisper you'll always think of me
Though our love is all in vain
In my heart you still remain
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
Goodbye, my little Cherokee
Kiss me and keep my memory
Darlin', when you're feelin' blue
Just remember I love you
Come all you Texas Rangers, wherever you may be
I'll tell you of some trouble that happened unto me
My name is nothing extra, so that I will not tell
But here's to all good Rangers, I'm sure I wish you well
When at the age of sixteen I joined this jolly band
We marched from San Antonio down to the Rio Grande
Our captain he informed us, perhaps he thought it right
'Before we reach the station, we'll surely have to fight!'
I saw the smoke ascending, it seemed to reach the sky
The first thought then came to me, 'My time has come to die!'
And when the bugles sounded, our captain gave command
'To arms, to arms,' he shouted, 'and by your horses stand'
I saw the Indians coming, I heard their awful yell
My feelings at the moment, no human tongue can tell
I saw their glittering lances, their arrows around me flew
Till all my strength had left me and all my courage too
We fought for five full hours before the strife was o'er
The likes of dead and wounded, I've never seen before
And when the sun had risen, the Indians they had fled
We loaded up our rifles and counted up our dead
Now all of us were wounded, our noble captain slain
And when the sun was shining across the bloody plain
Six of the noblest Rangers that ever roamed the West
Were buried by their comrades with arrows in the breasts
Perhaps you have a mother, likewise a sister too
Perhaps you have a sweetheart, to weep and mourn for you
If this be your position, although you'd like to roam
Come sit by my side little darling
Come lay your cool hand on my brow
Promise me that you will never
Be nobody's darling but mine
Nobody's darling but mine love
Be honest, be faithful, be kind
Promise me that you will never
Be nobody's carling but mine
You're as sweet as the flowers of springtime
You're as pure as the dew from the rose
I'd rather be somebody's darling
That a poor boy that nobody knows
My mother is dead and in heaven
My daddy has gone down below
Sister has gone to meet mother
And where I'll go nobody knows
Goodbye, goodbye little darling
I'm leaving this cold world behind
Promise me that you will never
Come closer, my love, and you'll hear my tale. It'll
make you cold. It'll turn you pale.
It's a tale of a man's never ending love and the long,
black rifle.
He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the
other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down
and away he ran.
A prairie man loved a city maid. Was the love he took
worth the price he paid,
When a man ends up at the smoky end of a long, black
rifle?
He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the
other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down
and away he ran.
His dyin' words I repeat to you. "You can never kill
love when love is true.
It lives when only the rust is left of the long, black
rifle.
He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the
other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down
and away he ran.
His dyin' words I repeat to you. "You can never kill
love when love is true.
It lives when only the rust is left of the long, black
rifle.
Long, black rifle, long, black rifle, long, black
A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle
was nigh
The man who fight 'til the death cross over
But him who would live better fly
And over his line went a hundred and seventy-nine
Chorus:
Hi! Up! Santy Anno, we're killin' your soldiers below
That men wherever they go
Will remember the Alamo
Old Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry
From flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young Davy Crockett was singin' and laughin'
With gallantry fierce in his eye
For God and for freedom, a man more than willin' to die
Chorus
They sent a young scout to the battlements, bloody and
loud
The words of farewell in the letters he carried were
proud
With the words of farewell from a garrison gallant and
proud
"Grieve not, little darlin', my dyin'
If Texas is sovereign and free
Frog went a courtin' and he did ride, uh, huh
Frog went a courtin' and he did ride, uh, huh
Frog went a courtin' and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
He rode right up to Miss. Mousie's door, uh, huh
He rode right up to Miss. Mousie's door, uh, huh
He rode right up to Miss. Mousie's door
Gave three loud raps and a very big roar
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Said Miss. Mouse, are you within, uh, huh?
Said Miss. Mouse, are you within, uh, huh?
Said Miss. Mouse, are you within?
Miss. Mousie said, "I sit and spin
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh"
Took Miss. Mousie on his knee, uh, huh
Took Miss. Mousie on his knee, uh, huh
Took Miss. Mousie on his knee
Said Miss Mousie, "Will you marry me
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh?"
Without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh, huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh, huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, uh, huh
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, uh, huh
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides
To think his niece would be a bride
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Uncle Rat went running downtown, uh, huh
Uncle Rat went running downtown, uh, huh
Uncle Rat went running downtown
To buy his niece a wedding gown
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito and a black-eyed pea
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
First to come in was a flyin' moth, uh, huh
First to come in was a flyin' moth, uh, huh
First to come in was a flyin' moth
She laid out the table cloth
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was a Juney bug, uh, huh
Next to come in was a Juney bug, uh, huh
Next to come in was a Juney bug
She brought in the water jug
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was a bumbly bee, uh, huh
Next to come in was a bumbly bee, uh, huh
Next to come in was a bumbly bee
Sat mosquito on his knee
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was a broken back flea, uh, huh
Next to come in was a broken back flea, uh, huh
Next to come in was a broken back flea
Danced a jig with the bumbly bee
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, uh, huh
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, uh, huh
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow
She tried to dance but she didn't know how
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was a little black tick, uh, huh
Next to come in was a little black tick, uh, huh
Next to come in was a little black tick
She ate so much it made her sick
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was the big black snake, uh, huh
Next to come in was the big black snake, uh, huh
Next to come in was the big black snake
Ate up all of the wedding cake
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Next to come in was the old gray cat, uh, huh
Next to come in was the old gray cat, uh, huh
Next to come in was the old gray cat
Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Mr.Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brooke, uh, huh
Mr.Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brooke, uh, huh
Mr.Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brooke
A lily white dove came and swallowed him up
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf, uh, huh
Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf, uh, huh
Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself
Have I stayed away too long have I stayed away too long
If I came home tonight would you still be my darling or
have I stayed away too long
Thwe love light that shone so strong pretty love light
that shone so strong
If I came home tonight would that same light be burnin'
Or have I stayed away too long
I'm just outside of town I'll soon be at your door
Or maybe I'd be wrong to hurry there
I'd best keep out of town and worry you no more
For maybe someone else has made you care
Have all my dreams gone wrong all my beautiful dreams
gone wrong
If I came home tonight would you still be my darling or
Wah, wah, wah, waaahhhh
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
Oh what a beautiful sight
Last night I dreamed I went to hillbilly heaven. And you know who greeted
me at the gate? The ole cowboy-philosopher himself, Will Rogers. He said
to me, he said "Tex, the Big Boss of the riders up here has asked me to
kinda show you around. Now, over yonder are a couple of your ole
compadres." My, was I glad to see them, Carson Robison and the
Mississippi blue yodeler Jimmie Rodgers.
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
Oh what a beautiful sight
He introduced me to Wiley Post, and he showed me the Hall of Fame with
all the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the walls. Then he said,
"Tex, step over this way, there are two more of your friends I know
you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you." There they were standin'
side by side and smilin' at me--Hank Williams and Johnny Horton.
I met all the stars in hillbilly heaven
Oh what a star-studded night
Then I asked him who else do you expect in the next, uh, say a hundred
years? He handed me a large book covered with star dust. Will called it
the Big Tally Book. In it were many names and each name was branded in
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold, Tennessee Ernie, Jimmy
Dean, Andy Griffith, Roy Rogers, Tex Ritter
Whaaaatttt?
Tex Ritter? Oh, well, that's when I woke up, and I'm sorry I did, because
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
Friends, this is Tex Ritter with a strange story about a soldier boy and
a deck of cards. During a North African campaign a bunch of soldier boys
had been on a long hike, and they arrived in a little town called
Casino."
The next morning being Sunday several of the boys went to church. A
Sargent commanded the boys in church, and after the Chaplain had read the
prayer the text was taken up next.Those of the boys who had a prayer book
took them out, but this one boy only had a deck of cards, and so he spread
them out.
The Sergeant saw the cards and said,"Soldier, put away those cards."
After the services were over the soldier was taken prisoner and brought before the Provost Marshall.
The Marshall said, "Sargent, why have you brought this man here?"
"For playing cards in church, sir."
"And what have you to say for yourself, son?"
"Much, sir." replied the soldier.
'The Marshall said, "I hope so, for if not, I shall punish you more than
any man was ever punished."
The soldier said, "Sir, I have been on a march for about six days, and I had neither Bible nor Prayer Book, but I hope to satisfy you, Sir, with the purity of my intentions."
With that the boy started his story.
"You see, Sir, when I look at the Ace it reminds me that there is but one God. The deuce reminds me that the Bible is divided into two parts; the Old and New Testaments. And when I see the trey I think of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. When I see the four I think of the four evangelist who preached the Gospel. There was Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. And when I see the five it reminds me of the five wise virgins who trimmed their lamps. Ten of 'em; five who were wise and were saved; five were foolish and were shut out. And when I see the six it
reminds me that in six days God made this great heaven and earth. And when
I see the seven it reminds me that on the seventh day God rested from His
great work. When I see the eight I think of the eight righteous persons God saved when he destroyed this earth. There was Noah, his wife, their three sons, and their wives. And when I see the nine I think of the lepers our Savior cleansed, and nine of the ten didn't even thank Him. When I see the ten I think of the Ten Commandments God handed down to Moses on a tablet of stone. When I see the King it reminds me that there is but one King of Heaven, God Almighty. And when I see the queen I think of the Blessed Virgin Mary who is Queen of Heaven. And the jacks, or knaves, it's the devil. And when I count the number of spots on a deck of cards I find three hundred sixty-five the number of days in a year. Fifty-two cards, the number of weeks in a year. Four suits, the number of weeks in a month. Twelve picture cards, the number of months in a year. Thirteen tricks, the number of weeks in a quarter. So you see, Sir, my pack of cards serve me as a Bible, almanac, and prayer book."
When the cattle are prowlin'
And the coyotes are howlin'
Under the western sky
The cowboy is singin'
His spurs are a-jinglin'
As on the trail he rides
Chorus:
Woo... hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo... hoo, hoo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo
Woo... hoo, hoo hoo hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo hoo, hoo, hoo
Many hours will he ride
On the trail far and wide
He's goin' home this fall
Don't care 'bout the weather
His heart's light as a feather
He sings to the cattle this call
Chorus
When the new day is dawning
And he wakes up yawning
Making his coffee strong
Makes his bed in a roll
Down the trail he will stroll
Singing his cattle the his song
Chorus
When the cattle are bedded
And the saddle horse shedded
Nothing seems to be wrong
He casts up his eyes
To the stars in the skies
He sings to the cattle this song
